Watercolor , ink and colour pencil
21×29”
1 in stock
She is born of earth and beloved by the wind.
She doesn’t belong in a vase, nor in a definition.
Her roots run deep in the soil,
but she blossoms toward the sky.
Each petal tells a story of wounds turned into beauty,
and every thorn guards her sacred edge
from a world that tried to tame her.
She is where softness meets the strength of survival—
not to please, but to be.
To live in full bloom,
without ever being caged by politeness or expectation.
Nasrin, the woman of the wild rose,
is the embodiment of one who planted herself,
nurtured her own becoming,
and each morning, before the world awakens,
breathes in rhythm with nature itself.
